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FMBurhan Dec 2017
That love was fearless
Draped in a deceiving cloak
Leaving nothing but a mess
Every time he spoke
People eventually leave
I use to grieve
And think how people
Enter and exit
Sometimes I wonder
How I caught in those
beautiful web of lies
Those lies that makes me fall
And when I'm tired of observing
On things that doesn't change
I started to understand
the stark truth
That I've fallen
again and again
in a trap of fool's gold
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